Invisible Life

Although you couldn't see me,

you never questioned that I was

there. Consumed by my future

became your daily care.

The first trimester began

with a bang. All your plans you

rearranged.

You made me so happy,

that first day you kicked in gear - 

you resolved to be good and

stay away from the beer.

Not an easy task to do,

since it was during your

relapse I came to you. 

My teardrops flowed 

as I saw you suffer so,

as your panic attacks 

increased and the doctor

said your pills had to go.

As if that wasn't enough, you

came down with an awful flu.

I asked God, oh! What are we

to do?

Echoes of your voice rang in my

ears, as you toyed with names

I might take through the years.

For a few minutes I even heard talk

of a marathon run. It sounded

like you missed out on a lot of fun.

There was no question your

commitment was great.

You were willing to marry my

father, and yes, love forsake.

I am sorry I left so quickly,

without saying goodbye - 

you had no control or reason

why.

If we would have met,

I surely would have said

Thanks for trying - 

You gave me your very best!

With flying colors,

You passed my test!

Goodbye Mom…

© Rita Duponty, All Rights Reserved

Originally viewed on my website, Tidbits for Healthy Living and Medium.com.